It’s taken WAY longer than I ever expected, but we’re (mostly) settled in. There are still a number of items in boxes (more than I’m willing to admit) and one room has been deemed the
random crap storage room but that will eventually morph into the spare room/office. I’m just happy that Eric and I have a bed, even if Ella is taking up most of it. Speaking of which, we have ourselves one awesome traveller.
No major freak-outs in the car and we managed to do laundry at one of the hotels, so little Peanut here stayed in her cloth diapers the whole trip. That’s right, Mother of the Year, that’s me.
I think for me, I finally felt somewhat at home when we woke up to this view in Canmore.
It was amazing to see mountains again and so peaceful since I was one of the only few people out early on that Sunday morning (searching for food). Seems I was in such a trance that I managed to leave our night light in the hotel room. The following evening I think travelling finally got to me because I had one serious meltdown over that night light, tears and all. In my defence, it was the perfect night light.
So now I’m back at work, Eric is adventuring into the world of being a stay a home dad (and rocking at it!) with only minor issues, like realizing how much attention our little Peanut demands. I’d like to say I’m getting the 1950s treatment, coming home to a roast in the oven and a drink in my hand as I walk through the door. It’s more along the lines of barely getting my shoes off before a thirsty child is shoved to my chest and I’m told dinner might happen by 8pm, what did I want to make? Pizza has definitely been the cop-out more than once in the last couple of weeks.
Have I been overwhelmed? Absolutely! Broken down? A couple times. Baked? It’s what keeps me sane.
Mostly scones and quick cookies when they could be fit in. Oh, and everything has disappeared in record time. I didn’t get pictures, but these might be the easiest cookies I’ve ever baked. Tastiest too.
Super Easy Chocolate Chip Cookies
1/2 cup butter, softened
1/2 cup white sugar
1/4 cup brown sugar
1/2 teaspoon vanilla
1 and 1/8 cup flour
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
almost 1 cup chocolate chips
This ones great, because it doesn’t require a mixing bowl. Mix the butter and both sugars until they’re creamed (I used what I had on hand … a potato masher). Then mix in the egg and vanilla. Switch to a spoon (again, I used what I had on hand … soup spoon) and mix in the flour and baking soda until it’s just mixed in. Finally, add the chips and mix those in. Spoon the mixture onto a cookie sheet (good thing I had that soup spoon on hand) and bake for ten minutes at 375°F. Oh, and they do spread out while baking, so if you drop them too close together, you end up with conjoined cookies. Still tasty, but now you might have to break out a knife.
Other than lazy baking, I’ve had some ideas rolling around in my head. I’ve been having conversations in my head about where I want to take this blog and what I want to get out of it. I love baking (surprise) but I have so many other passions that I feel I’ve been ignoring, or at least not giving much credit to. So spurred by a late night discussion with Eric and the name of this blog, I’ve decided the following;
Love: My family and friends are my life (such a mom thing to say) and without both sides of that coin, I wouldn’t feel as wealthy as I do. My daily life is going to be making more of an appearance, if only to document it through pictures so that I can look back and smile.
Bake: It’s my outlet for stress, my way of connecting with others and a way of reminding myself that when all hell is breaking loose and nothing is going my way, the laws of chemistry still apply so my scones will turn out. Unless I forget to check the expiry date on the baking powder. Always check the expiry date.
Create: Always. I’m creating a life all the time so there’s no sense in waiting for the perfect moment when I’ll have enough time, money, energy or whatever other resource I think I’m lacking. We all have exactly enough time to do the things we deem important, no more, no less. There’s never enough money anyway, so why worry ourselves? And energy? As long as I’m putting passion into what I’m doing, the energy will come, it always does.
Speaking of energy, I need to put some of it into calming the grumpy child in Eric’s arms and getting her to look more like this.